"Wolves of enormous size and with sharpened teeth and fangs, gathering downwards from the slopes of the majestic gray mountains beyond the fair city of Rivendell...hundreds of yellow eyes gleaming In the moonlight..." Stare upon the living breeze, through sunsets and the winds that freeze The pack is out again to hunt their weak and tender prey I met them in infinity, they granted me divinity Transcending through a portal of a wolf’s black desire The hairs on their backs are risen They bark, they howl, they run Their howling, so cruel and cold Forever speaks of death and blood Warghunt!!! Evil wolves of Rhovanion Gathered to slay...warghunt... "And terror awoke deep in the hearts and lungs of their prey...for in the wolves’ minds were pure anger, hunger and infamy..." Their putrid souls are immortal in their world They sing darkest hymns to the freezing wintermoon Frozen by the winds of death they stay so darkened to the last Bred from the blood of Draugluin...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.